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Book may have numerous typos, missing text, images, or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1871. Excerpt: ... THE … Mehr…

Book may have numerous typos, missing text, images, or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1871. Excerpt: ... THE LAKE-TO In spring of youth it was my lot To haunt of the wide world a spot The which I could not love the less-- So lovely was the loneliness Of a wild lake, with black rock bound, And the tall pines that towered around. But when the Night had thrown her pall Upon that spot, as upon all, And the mystic wind went by Murmuring in melody-- Then--an then I would awake To the terror of the lone lake. Yet that terror was not fright, But a tremulous delight-- A feeling not the jewelled mine Could teach or bribe me to define-- Nor Love--although the Love were thine. Death was in that poisonous wave, And in its gulf a fitting grave For him who thence could solace bring To his lone imagining-- .Whose solitary soul could make An Eden of that dim lake. Vol. II.--9 SONG. I Saw thee on thy bridal day-- When a burning blush came o''er thee Though happiness around thee lay, The world all love before thee: And in thine eye a kindling light (Whatever it might be) Was all on Earth my aching sight Of Loveliness could see. That blush, perhaps, was maiden shame-- As such it well may pass-- Though its glow hrth raised a fiercer flame In the breast of him, alas! Who saw thee on that bridal day, When that deep blush would come o''er thee Though happiness around thee lay, The world all love before thee. TO M. L. S O? all who bail thy presence as the morning-- Of all to whom thine absence is the night-- The blotting utterly from out high heaven The sacred sun--of all who, weeping, bless thee llourly for hope--for life--ah! above all, For the resurrection of deep-buried faith In Truth--in Virtue--in Humanity-- Of all who, on Despair''s unhallowed bed Lying down to die, have suddenly arisen At thy soft-murmured words, Let there be light! At the soft-murmured words that were fulfilled In the seraphic glancing... Edgar Allan Poe, Books, History, The Works Of Edgar Allan Poe (volume 2) Books>History, General Books LLC<

ISBN: 9781234888985

Book may have numerous typos, missing text, images, or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1871. Excerpt: ... THE … Mehr…

Book may have numerous typos, missing text, images, or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1871. Excerpt: ... THE LAKE-TO In spring of youth it was my lot To haunt of the wide world a spot The which I could not love the less-- So lovely was the loneliness Of a wild lake, with black rock bound, And the tall pines that towered around. But when the Night had thrown her pall Upon that spot, as upon all, And the mystic wind went by Murmuring in melody-- Then--an then I would awake To the terror of the lone lake. Yet that terror was not fright, But a tremulous delight-- A feeling not the jewelled mine Could teach or bribe me to define-- Nor Love--although the Love were thine. Death was in that poisonous wave, And in its gulf a fitting grave For him who thence could solace bring To his lone imagining-- .Whose solitary soul could make An Eden of that dim lake. Vol. II.--9 SONG. I Saw thee on thy bridal day-- When a burning blush came o''er thee Though happiness around thee lay, The world all love before thee: And in thine eye a kindling light (Whatever it might be) Was all on Earth my aching sight Of Loveliness could see. That blush, perhaps, was maiden shame-- As such it well may pass-- Though its glow hrth raised a fiercer flame In the breast of him, alas! Who saw thee on that bridal day, When that deep blush would come o''er thee Though happiness around thee lay, The world all love before thee. TO M. L. S O? all who bail thy presence as the morning-- Of all to whom thine absence is the night-- The blotting utterly from out high heaven The sacred sun--of all who, weeping, bless thee llourly for hope--for life--ah! above all, For the resurrection of deep-buried faith In Truth--in Virtue--in Humanity-- Of all who, on Despair''s unhallowed bed Lying down to die, have suddenly arisen At thy soft-murmured words, Let there be light! At the soft-murmured words that were fulfilled In the seraphic glancing... Edgar Allan Poe, Books, History, The Works Of Edgar Allan Poe (volume 2) Books>History <

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ISBN: 9781234888985

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